Tide
once I tried to seize the spindle
of ocean's ebb and flow
held up by coral moon's allure
a hymn called to me
the drift did sway
and swept the tenor
which carried crashing spume
hard as I rowed, I made no gain
left stranded beyond the blue
the tide will crash
and undertow
takes whatever it may please
I learned that day the grace of sailing
and in the drift of things
to push against the mighty pull
sees no reward or peace
listen to the quietude
it will take you where you need
and when I stopped
the ocean spoke
'everything is divine'
your journey ceases only when
you push against the tide
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Thank you for your time. 😊
Good night ❤️
-- Isa
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Approbation of an Irrational Heart ( Poetry Collection)
Poetrypoetry collection#random thoughts# driving deep inside the dark abyss# penning to understand myself and others# sometimes emotions, sometimes longing, sometimes random thoughts jumping out of my reverie. Ongoing....
